you're not charlie brown (and i'm not raggedy ann)

if i was yours and you were mine

i'd spank your bottom every time

you drink too much and smoke too much

or talk too much look who's talking

sometimes i think how it would be

if i loved you and you loved me

what we'd do differently than what we're doing now

but i'm just talking

'cause you're not charlie brown and i'm not raggedy ann

and this ain't a little cigar band

i'm wearing on my hand

we're not playing spin the battle

in a world of make believe

like the heroes in a storybook that we can't wait to read

but i wonder if there's be any harm for you

to hold me in your arms

and steal a kiss or two

then i could forget about you

listen to me talking

no

i'm not yours and you're not mine

and kissing on

you'd be out of line

and the kind of hearts we have

are the kind that break in two

over people like me and you

'cause you're not charlie brown. no

you're not charlie brown.